"Your father has good taste in leather, then," Derek says, mostly just to tease. Patrick pulls on the jacket and it's a little big but not overly so. It hangs over his hands because Derek likes his sleeves a little longer, but it doesn't look bad. Derek looks him over as he leans back in his chair, sipping idly at his beer before looking over at David.

"Definitely not Grease. West Side Story, at the very least." He smirks, and then looks back over at Patrick as he lifts his finger in the air to draw a circle. "Give us a twirl."